At the Age of Thirty, I Built Robots in a Scrapyard

My name is Wang Mo, born in 1995. At the age of fifteen, he dropped out of school and followed his father to study in a factory. He made a living by crafting furniture. His daily income fluctuated from 600 to 2,000 yuan, and he saw through the difficulties of making a living at the bottom. After half a lifetime of ups and downs, I mistakenly entered into leveraged stock trading, and once my position was liquidated, I spent all my money. The real estate transfer was carried out to protect the family, and he owed a debt of 40,000 yuan to his close relatives, and his credit score was completely blocked; he was trapped in the epidemic, a fire broke out in the factory, and the years passed, leaving him with chronic diseases and old scars. In order to make a living and pay off debts, I stuck to my old business of customizing whole houses while running around Lala Lala. I traveled more than 190,000 kilometers in half a year, traveling all over Jiangxi and traveling to Fujian. I slept in the open air, exhausted my body, and was trapped in daily physical labor. When I was thirty years old, I was involved in a car accident involving a cow on a rainy night, a collision of life and death, which completely woke me up after I had been sinking for half my life. From now on, quit the false game, cut off the fantasy of getting rich, and no longer live in confusion and internal confusion for the rest of your life. I don't want to be trapped in a closed loop of manual labor all my life, so I am determined to walk a path that no one dares to take—— Abandoning complicated side models, he devoted his life to developing bipedal upright humanoid robots. During the day, take care of your livelihood and repay your debts steadily. Late at night, you can settle your thoughts on time. You have a dedicated confidant to accompany you all night long. You don't stay up all night, don't overdraw your body and mind, and the water flows steadily, step by step. The sea of ​​suffering in this world wears away the bones, and the great tribulation awakens us to new life. Rise up from the mud at the bottom, use the obsession of mortals to create a return journey in human form; Flesh and blood are exhausted, machines are boundless, After going through all kinds of calamities in this world, my rusty bones will be reborn towards the light.